Word: skies
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Other small delights dropped into the series like a bunch of Boston balloons or a New York fan floating in out of the sky. Also: Hernandez flinging his bat at a pitchout to save a run and maybe a game; Red Sox Batting Champion Wade Boggs compensating with his glove at third base until his bat finally stirred; Mets Leftfielder Mookie Wilson reeling under fly balls in the shadow of the great wall but always catching them at the last; and poor Buckner teetering everywhere. "When you got two feet killing you," said Buckner, bracing his wobbly ankles in high...
...Agatha Christie's puzzlers did with spats and country homes. In the '80s, not only the dead are ) victims: "Was this what murder did to the innocent?" wonders a bystander. "Took away the people they loved, loaded their minds with terror, left them bereft and unfriended under a smouldering sky." Dalgliesh's assistant, Inspector Kate Miskin, provides a counterpoint to the Tory values exemplified by most of the characters on both sides of the law. Miskin has risen from a council-flat childhood to an imitation of chic affluence. A visitor to her sterile, modern apartment notes...
...idea, pursued actively in the Johnson, Nixon, Ford and Carter Administrations. If we had reduced Soviet ICBMs by 50%, we would have shut the so-called window of vulnerability. Giving up the chance to get very, very major reductions in the Soviet nuclear threat to pursue pie in the sky just doesn't make sense. They should have asked Gorbachev to clarify what restrictions he was asking for on SDI. Under the ABM treaty, for example, you can test exotic technologies from ground test sites. It doesn't seem to me that with that polyglot collection of advisers you could...
...Never shall I forget that night, the first night in camp, which has turned my life into one long night . . . Never shall I forget that smoke. Never shall I forget the little faces of the children, whose bodies I saw turned into wreaths of smoke beneath a silent blue sky...
...Pearblossom Hwy., 11-18th April 1986, sets them forth at full stretch. It is a scene both banal and grand: an intersection on the highway from Los Angeles to Las Vegas, the yellow highway line plunging out to meet the horizon under a great arch of pale blue sky, dry low brush and gray clay dust on either side, the foreground a clutter of desultory trash, beer cans, markers, a vivid yellow road sign. It is neither ugly nor beautiful, but Hockney has given it real intensity as an image. Partly this is due to the "texture...